There used to be many trees planted in the back garden of Ma's house, but no one took care of them for many years. In winter, the fallen branches and dead leaves were piled up in a mess, and the dry grass grew taller than a person.
Evil Zhang found the materials on the spot and knocked down two rotten trees as thick as a bowl. He broke them into large pieces with an ax outside, then moved them inside and chopped them into smaller pieces.
After Ma Chongshan knew that the two had no intention of killing him, he became bolder and offered to help chop wood.
Zhang Zhuxun gave him the ax and went out to buy some food. There is a little brother here watching, even if he has nothing to do with his heavy mountain, he won't be able to create any monster.
Zhang Zhuxun felt relieved and went out to buy half a chopped fat sheep. When he returned to Ma's house, his brother had already lit the fire and set up the pot.
Although the Ma family's house is abandoned, the former kitchen is still there, and the chimney can still emit smoke. Ma Chongshan groaned and moved everything to the kitchen on the second floor, and stood aside trying to help.
Zhang Zhu felt that he was in the way, so he threw him a piece of soap and sent him away.
"Go, shave off that beard on your face. Forget it's ugly, it's almost covering your eyes." Seeing the clean and tidy appearance of Zhang Zhuoxun and the others, Ma Chongshan blushed, took the basin and cooked it in the kitchen of hot water, and rushed to shave and wash my face.
The little brother folded his arms and stood by the window staring at the yard behind, observing something carefully. Zhang Zhuxun cut the meat into a pot and blanched it in water. He skimmed off the blood foam and put in the green onion, ginger and sesame ingredient package that the fat man made in his spare time. He also added some astragalus, angelica root, and Codonopsis pilosula, and covered the pot. Cover and cook over high heat.
Then he also walked to the window, looked down, and observed the layout of the houses and rockery in the yard. His eyes moved slightly and he asked the little brother,
"Do you see anything?" The little brother said calmly: "It is indeed a Feng Shui bureau, but it is not a house control, but a trap for evil." Zhang Zhuoxun touched his chin, thoughtfully.
"It seems that the things down here are indeed a bit sinister. Hey, little brother, how did you deal with the things in that ancient tomb?" Logically speaking, if I personally deal with the things down there, then the things down there will definitely be dealt with. But now it seems that there is probably something in the evil tomb that followed the Ma family here.
The Ma family probably finally found a way to trap the thing under the ancient well in the backyard. Thinking about what Jin Wantang said, it was really strange that the corpses of those dead people and horses had turned into white bones with their faces facing down.
Could the thing under that scorpion tomb be a knife-faced ghost with obsessive-compulsive disorder? It involves cutting bones, removing meat, and peeling skin. Not to mention, the craftsmanship is quite good.
The younger brother was silent for a long time. When Zhang Zhu came back from stirring the mutton in the pot, he spoke,
"no the same."
"Huh?" Zhang Zhuxun was confused,
"What's the difference? Are you saying that the danger you encountered back then was not the same kind of danger that the Ma family encountered?" The younger brother nodded.
"At that time, the other children of the Zhang family were only hit in relatively shallow places. They could be saved with blood." The evil Zhang Shuxun hissed softly in his heart.
"Then what will happen to the Ma family? There must be some secrets hidden under the ruins of the ancient city of Sizhou." At this time, the younger brother looked sideways at him with complicated eyes.
Zhang Zhuxun was stunned for a moment.
"how……"
"Don't go into this." The younger brother said,
"I put the bell behind the door. You can take it out to accomplish what you want to accomplish." Zhang Zhuxun opened his mouth and was speechless for a while. After a while, he let out a muffled oh.
"Then... when the time comes, we will pick you up?" The little brother's eyes returned to the extreme indifference of the past, and he did not speak.
Zhang Zhuxun didn't know what he was thinking, or maybe he knew, but he still looked at him stubbornly. evil
"I won't forget it." Zhang Zhuxun pursed his lips, and his voice was very soft, as if he was speaking to his younger brother, but also to himself.
"We will take you home together." The little brother finally responded. He turned around and stared at Zhang Zhuxun seriously. There was a faint doubt and confusion in his eyes, as if he was asking, why do you have to do it for someone else? Make a promise.
Zhang Zhuxun smiled slightly.
"You know Wu Xie, you know Fatty, and you know me. Just like Wu Xie, even if you knock him out, he will still follow you persistently when he wakes up. He knows the route and has a good memory. With his stubbornness, if you No matter, he has to commit suicide on the snowy mountain." The younger brother didn't say anything, obviously he also knew very well what kind of character Wu Xie was.
"Fat... Fatty, he is a rare type of person I have come into contact with before. He is reliable but unreliable, reckless and careful. There are many contradictions in him, but there is one thing. I'm pretty sure that Wu Xie won't give up unless he says it first." The younger brother looked up at the snowflakes falling in the night outside the window, and said softly: "There's no need." The messy wind and snow howled. Thousands of dead trees and grass were wailing in the wind.
"You can refuse this promise, just treat it as an agreement I have made for myself to achieve the goal." Zhang Zhuxun lowered his eyelashes and sighed softly,
"I have to leave myself a destination to avoid getting lost on that long road." What if I really get lost and can't find it back?
The mutton soup on the stove is bubbly, and the tangy aroma makes your mouth full. The heat in the pot steamed out and filled the space above the entire house. The windows were also covered with a layer of mist, and the snow outside was quickly obscured from view.
Ma Chongshan came back after shaving and washing his face. If his bones hadn't changed, Zhang Zhuoxun almost didn't recognize him. Is this the same person?
Seeing Zhang Shuxun staring at him, Bad Ma Chongshan touched his face awkwardly, feeling a chill on his face and also on his body.
Zhang Zhuoxun looked him up and down.
"It's not bad. I finally look like a human being. I'm just a little thinner." Ma Chongshan's appearance belongs to the elegant and gentle type. Perhaps he has suffered too much and has become depressed, and he is often hungry and full. The pause made his face look pale and blue, and his cheeks were somewhat sunken.
Because the edges and corners of the other facial features are not obvious, his cheekbones look a bit awkward after he is too thin, but it can be roughly seen that this man was still very handsome when he was young.
Zhang Zhuxun sprinkled a little salt on it and cooked it for another five minutes. Then he took the pot, put the meat and soup into bowls, and greeted the two of them.
"Come and eat, eat while it's hot and go to bed early." Ma Chongshan responded cheerfully and pulled out the stool diligently.
At night, Ma Chongshan lay in a sleeping bag on the other side of the fire. The warm flames made him feel a little tortured. Under the shadow of the fire, his expression was a little unclear.
I don't know how long it took, but in Ma Chongshan's ears, the breathing sounds of the two people gradually became even and shallow, and they seemed to be fast asleep.
He quietly got out of the sleeping bag and tiptoed to the door. As soon as he raised his hand, his fingers touched a piece of silk thread, and the tinny sound of a bell rang, which was particularly annoying in the silence of the room.
His heart suddenly trembled, and before he could turn around, a hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.
"Where do you want to go?" The cold voice was almost close to his ear. As if being entangled by a poisonous snake's letter, Ma Chongshan's hair stood on end. He turned around with difficulty and a stiff smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I didn't... I didn't go anywhere. Maybe... maybe I ate too much at night and my stomach hurts a little. Yes, I need to go to the toilet. I have to go to the toilet." Zhang Zhuxun raised his eyebrows jokingly.
"Then it doesn't hurt now?" Bad Ma Chongshan trembled and nodded,
"Okay, it's done."
"Oh, then go back." Zhang Zhuxun turned around and walked back, winking at the younger brother who also sat up, and the two of them understood each other tacitly.
Ma Chongshan retracted his sleeping bag again, covered his head, and said silently,
"Let's take a step and see."
"These two people are too dangerous. If it is really necessary, we cannot let such special people die here." There was no words for a night. The next day, Zhang Zhu and the two dragged Ma Chongshan to the ancient well.
The ancient well was built in the center of the garden and was completely covered by the rockery and weeds. I only cleared the shrubs within two meters around the ancient well.
The evil well is not an ordinary round well. When viewed from above, it looks a bit like the structure of the seven-star roof in the mausoleum. Originally, there was a Panlong stone slab weighing two to three hundred kilograms on top, but it had been blown up with explosives before. A gap was opened, and an inverted triangle-shaped gap was opened along with the exposed outer edge of the well wall, which could just accommodate one person to enter.
The little brother turned on the light and climbed into the gap with ease. He quickly climbed down five or six meters along the thick iron chain hanging in the well wall. After standing still, he illuminated the light above.
Zhang Zhuxun looked at Ma Chongshan who was shrinking at the side and smiled sinisterly.
"Are you going down by yourself, or should I send you down?" Ma Chongshan resisted,
"There really is nothing down here. The things must have been taken away by those people long ago." Zhang Zhuoxun smiled more and more kindly,
"Really?" Ma Chongshan nodded repeatedly, and then felt a chill on his neck, and a hunting knife with a cold light was placed beside his ear.
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"I don't believe it." Zhang Zhuoxun's eyes grew colder.
"If the things below were really taken away, why did they come all the way to hunt you down at this juncture? I know very well the Wang family's behavior. Their purpose is not to give up until the goal is achieved." Ma Chongshan His eyelids twitched heavily, and he seemed to feel a stinging pain on the side of his neck. He could only grit his teeth and said: "It's very dangerous down here, but I don't know what the specific danger is."
"Did the people who tortured you back then never come out of this well alive?" Zhang Shuxun narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Looking at how familiar you are, you must have tricked more than one wave of people."
"Or maybe you yourself were not released from prison. It should be said that you have never entered the Brahmin family's cell from beginning to end. As for your so-called family members who stayed in the country, they may all be here at this moment. In this well?" Zhang Zhu said more and more, and Ma Chongshan's eyes twitched more and more.
"I don't understand what you are talking about. If you don't believe me, you can see the old injuries on my body, which were all left in prison at that time."
"That's not necessarily true." Zhang Zhuxun didn't believe him at all, because in the morning he received a call from Jin Wantang from all the way. There was no trace of the Ma family in Jiangsu.
This guy wanted to sneak out last night. I don't know what he wanted to do, but it must have something to do with Gujing. The words Xie said before were also full of loopholes. It was more like he was eager to clarify something. He made himself so miserable just to win sympathy and let the audience ignore some doubts.
Lies that are both true and false are more true. I have never seen Zhang Shuxun and my brother, and Ma Chongshan, these two brushes are really not good enough. Not to mention the fat man, even Wu Xie can see through his disguise at a glance.
Moreover, the most important thing is that most of the people who have seen Hei Feizi with their own eyes are dead. How could the Wang family leave someone who knows their existence wandering around outside for so long.
Ma Chongshan was still trying to argue. Zhang Zhuxun was impatient to listen to his sophistry. He turned his wrist and knocked him unconscious with the back of a knife. He tied him up with a rope, then carried him and stuffed him into the gap. He first got the person in before talking. .
"Brother, go ahead." Zhang Zhuxun said to the people below, let go of his hand and lifted Ma Chongshan down, and then climbed in after him.
The space under the ancient well was a little larger than Zhang Shuxun imagined, with a diameter as big as four truck heads lined up side by side. The inside of the well wall was made of stone bricks, and a total of seven arm-thick iron chains hung down.
There is a square well in the center of the bottom of the Egu Well. The younger brother is standing on the edge of the small well. Ma Chongshan is leaning to the side. All seven chains are stretched into the mouth of the small well. The water inside has all frozen and turned into turbidity. ice.
Zhang Zhuoxun struck it with his knife. It was frozen to the bone. He had to find a way to melt the ice first. If there really is something underneath the small well, the ice layer inside should not be very thick. Ma Chongshan has also regularly cleaned these ice cubes in winter over the years. It should not be difficult to melt the ice.
Zhang Zhuxun looked at his little brother,
"Try a little blast?" The little brother stretched out his hand and touched the inside and outside of the well wall, and nodded.
"Okay." Zhang Zhuxun took out a small detonator, dug a small hole on the surface of the ice, made a directional blast, and then called to his brother,
"Hurry, hide, hide." The two of them huddled in the corner of the ancient well with Ma Chongshan. They only heard a muffled sound, and then there were a few clicks of the ice breaking.
The evil Zhang Shuxun came over and took a look. There were only a few very narrow cracks in the ice. He muttered: "It seems that the power is not enough. Let's try another wave." This time, two small detonators were installed, and the same Do directional blasting.
After the muffled sound of the explosion, the ice in the well was squeezed out of the well wall and fell into pieces. Some fine cracks also appeared in the small well under the force of directional squeezing.
Zhang Zhuxun and his brother put on their gloves and moved forward to remove the broken ice cubes. They found that the depth was not very deep, only a little over two meters.
It looks like a huge square water tank. The bottom floor is also a stone slab with a dragon carved on it, and the gaps between the edges are solidified and sealed by pine sap.
Zhang Zhuoxun gave the younger brother a few fire sticks, and they started to burn them from both ends of the stone slab. After ten minutes, the pine juice melted, and the stone slab showed signs of loosening up and down.
Zhang Zhuoxun stood up and retreated to the edge. The younger brother put his feet on the side of the stone slab and stepped down hard. There was an evil creak, and the stone slab on the side of the foot began to slowly tilt and turn, and a black dust-like smoke filled the air from the opened gap, which looked very ominous.
Zhang Shuxun and his brother immediately pulled the chain out of the small well and retreated to the edge of the ancient well wall outside. Because he didn't know what the black smoke was for, Zhang Zhuxun still stuffed a gas mask into the little brother and asked him to put it on.
The smoke dispersed upward for nearly half an hour, and the ground outside the small well was covered with a thin layer of gray-black fine powder, which came out from under the gaps in the stone slabs.
